Connecticut western news., 1887-10-05
NERVOUS DAY."

Mrs. Stanhope was one of those ner- vous, irritable women that about half tho time make themselves and every one around them miserable. She had been having one of her regular nervous days, as she styled them, and everything had gone wrong.
 Little Freddy, only four years old and : their only child, had been banished from the sitting-room, although he had ! pleaded hard to stay and ''loot at his pity bitter book" Santa Claus brought him, and had promised, with such a resolute air, that he would be "so stilly;" but no, his mamma wanted to lie down on the lounge, and he must go out to play. Mir. and Mrs. Stanhope were not wealthy, so Freddy did not have nurse to look after him. no one but old Tow scr, the faithful Newfoundland watch dog, who was years older than his little master, and who had watched him faith fully ever since he was wee baby.
 Mrs. Stanhope had just settled herself on the lounge and taken up the last magazine, which she thought might quiet her nerves little, when, bangl went the outside door, as only a healthy boy, full of spirits, could shut it, and the next instant Freddy bounded into the sitting-room, upsetting chair and tumbling headlong over footstooL A spasm, as of pain, crossed his mothers face, and she raised her hand as though to ward off blow, exclaim-- ingly fretfully:
 "Oh, Freddy, what a naughty boy you arel why can't you stay out and play
 when mamma feels so2'
 "Mamma mamma p exclaimed
 Freddy, who had by this time regained
 his equilibrium, and who did not in the ! least mind the tumble or his mothers
 fretful speech; ''me is havin' such fun l
 let me tell oo--"
 ''No, no, Freddy" interrupted his
 mother; 'I don't want to hear; run out
 again and play. You may do anything
 you choose, only let me have little
 quiet"
 Freddy looked disappointed and
 stood pouting his cherry lips, with one
 chubby finger stuck between them.
 'Did you hear, Freddy" reiterated
 his mother, rising her voice. ''Ain't you going to mind2 told you to go
 out now start"
 The child walked slowly Tout of the
 room. On the hall rug lay Towser, and Freddy impulsively threw his arms
 around his hairy friends neck and burst , into tears.
 , ''Me did ont to tell CT Powder, me
 did," he sobbed; but his grief and dis ] appointment was of short dur ration, fo1 , in few moments he sprang up and ran [ out into the yard, followed by Towser. . After Freddy went out, Mrs. Stanhope
 tried in vain to get interested in the magazine; at last she threw it petulantly from her and lying back upon the cush ions, closed her eyes. Soon a sweet, : delicious languor stole over her; she wa. e riding in Mrs. Graham's exquisite 3 brougham.
 $ Mrs. Graham was widow lady wht !. lived just across the way, and who wa ( worth over half million, report said II and whose superb horses and elegan carriages little Mrs. Stanhope had oftei C admired, and, if the truth must be told 'f envied.
 7. Then the scene changed; she was ly e ing there on the lounge in her pleasan |. sitting-room, listening to the sweetes 'e music she ever heard. Suddenly ther le was scream from Freddy, an energeti # bow WOW from Towser, and an exclama T. ton of fright from Kitty, the servan t' girl, as she ran hastily out into the yard g An undefned feeling of terror filled ID the heart of Mrs. Stanhope; she tried t t. rise, but found her strength had entirel deserted her; and pale as death, wit II eyes closed, she lay there longing, ye It dreading, to hear what had happened. In few moments---it seemed hours 'l her---she heard Kitty come in. Ther '' was another step too, not Freddy's; sh y listened in vain for the batter of his lit K. A tie feet. The steps paused at the sit Fl ting-room door, which was ajar. Sh h knew intuitively they were looking in. 0i "Hist! do not make noise; she le fast asleep" she heard Kitty say in V whisper. 'It will be trouble enough t t, her to know When she wakes, poe ld narvous crature."
 y "One of bis horns went clean through,
 she heard the other voice say, and whic